A whisper,
that's what it was,
a quiet reclamation,
of what has been,
my own translation,
of warm words,
a breath against my mind,
a whisper,
that's what it was,
a gentle message,
that dance through darkened hallways,
that glows in the night,
that sparks smiles from those,
who live in the abyss,
a whisper,
that's what it was,
the lyrics echo,
through the light and festivities,
erratically jumping,
here then there,
there then here,
through the laughing, living folk,
a whisper,
that's what it was,
then the words fade,
and with the quiet,
comes darkness,
the solemn fallout,
of what was,
a whisper,
that was the cause.